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Harry. The first heartbeat I was aware of spoke of Harry. I could feel his breath tickling my face. I opened my eyes and saw his beautiful face asleep. I was painfully turned on; my bare chest against Harry's sparkling and burning against him. I leaned forward and claimed him with my lips. His eyes opened in sleepy surprise and his body tense, only to close and relax as he realised what was happening to him.
My need was overwhelming. I began to run my hand over his chest and he smiled into my kiss. Oh Harry, can't you feel what I feel? Don't you need me as I need you? Why can't I make love to you, claim you as mine forever, live in you and share in your perfection…control. I needed to control myself and so, with a massive effort, I did not touch the untouchable of Harry's body but whisked my hand away and up his back.
"Good morning to you too? How do you feel?"
"I feel…needy. How about you?"
"Yeah I'm great thanks. You managed to resist the first time so that seems to be a good sign. Coming for a shower?"
"You mean…?"
"No. There are two showers in there and I' like to keep my virginity for a while longer if that's okay with you." Yes…I guess so…if that's what you want. He slithered out of bed and strode easily toward the door, stretching his perfect body and yawning. Fuck. I licked my lips and followed. By the time I had got into the bathroom, Harry was already turning on the shower. Through the glass I could see…everything. My eyes snapped away. Bad Draco. Hands off. I stripped and got into my own shower, turning the shower cold.
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I was pulling my shirt on when Harry came in, a white towel round his waist. He stopped and stared at me as I entered. Then he leapt towards me. With a supreme effort I stuck my hand out and stopped him, mid advance.
"No. You must put yours on before you can come anywhere near me. I'm going to make breakfast so join me when you're ready." Harry's face was painful.
"Please Dragon…I need to kiss you now…" I only smiled and took my arm away, slipping out of the door and closing it. I heard Harry begin to thump around, clearly searching for the leather pants of his own. I regarded myself critically in the mirror. The pants were Tan and were tight around my slightly-too-skinny legs. The shirt was very loose and open and I had to admit looked pretty good. I wore no shoes and black socks.
I sung as I began to cook breakfast. I began singing a muggle-band that Harry was so keen on, called muse. Disdainful though I was of muggle music I had to admit that Harry's taste was excellent. He listened to about half muggle and wizarding music including 'Aparating souls' and the 'Red Hot Chilli Peppers'. I heard our bedroom door closed and turned, jumped, dropped the pan and vaulted the table towards him. Our collision sent him over sideways onto the couch and I pounced on top of him, sucking at his neck, nipping, licking.
He looked gorgeous and I wanted him, smooth silk lined shirt and black pants clinging to him in a way that said, 'this boy is so perfect we won't let him go until you tug us away.' Growling I knew I had to have him. Now. The animal inside me reared and I lost control.
My hand slid firmly down his back and inside, exploring his bum. Harry broke the kiss and held me up, away from, dragging my hand round to his hip. I could not think of his gesture. All I could think of was what my hand was close to and I brought my arm round, touching him in his most intimate place. I stopped. Harry was soft inside his boxers. I looked up and gasped.
Tears were streaking his face which was turned to one side in denial, the arm thrust out blindly in front of him. I pulled my hand away quickly but it was too late. Harry lay broken on the couth, his beautiful body contorted in shame and denial. My eyes raked him apologetically, searching for something I could do. I leaned down and pulled Harry so he was lying at his full length. Then I sat down next to him, tears springing to my eyes also. He looked up at me, his eyes burning.
"Prefer me like this do you? Lying flat I'm easier to manipulate am I?"
"Merlin…oh god…Harry, I'm so sorry I…never again I promise. Never. You will never feel me touch you like that…oh god I'm so sorry…" I leaned down and pressed my ear against his heart which was beating fast. I felt Harry's hand in my hair. His touch was gentle. My soul squirmed in shame. He should have cursed me.
"It is hard, the mating and all. Don't think about it anymore, okay?" I leaned up and kissed the tears from his cheeks. He pulled me close and we lay there for a long time, our hearts slowing, our sobs decreasing. Soon we were back to normal, calm. Whoa. That was close.
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Harry and I slept fully clothed after that. It was a mutual agreement that it was too hard for both of us if we did not. To my surprise, Harry still loved to kiss and cuddle me. I had done some reading on Silacores and apparently, once there mate has been chosen; they are tied to them for the rest of their lives. Although he trusted me less we still talked, laughed, kissed cuddled and played the whole day long, never once getting bored of each other or wishing to be anywhere else. Indeed Harry's magic blossomed under his new gift.
He would practise every day and soon completed the work list we had been given when sent into isolation. This was not enough for him however. He studied very hard, especially at potions, attempting to get better and I helped him just as he helped me with charms. He knew thousands of charms such that I ceased to be surprised he had thrown down the dark lord four times. He could soon perform simple spells like Wingardium leviosa without a wand, a spell he used on me regularly, much to my shame and his enjoyment.
"You know we've been here for a month and a half now? And I still don't feel bored with either the house or you?" Harry and I were lounging on the couch eating popcorn and watching a movie. Harry had taught me about television. He said that most things on TV were either crap or I wouldn't understand. For example, Harry loved to watch a program called Friends which I neither understood, nor saw any point in. We both loved watching movies though and that was what we were doing now, slobbing around and watching a film called 'The Nightmare Before Christmas.'
For the last forty minutes I had been watching Harry seductively placed the popcorn carefully in his mouth, then slid his fingers in and out of his mouth for remains of sugar; never even taking his eyes off the screen to notice I was a dribbling wreck for want of them.
"Draco?"
"Uh-huh?"
"Have you thought about when we should…um…you know…mate?" His voice shrank to a mere mouse squeak as he spoke the naughty word. I smiled. Yes, all the time and I'm hoping it will be now.
"Not really to be honest, love, why?"
"Well…I don't know. I'm not ready for actual sex yet but I was thinking that…I don't know…" He blushed, "maybe we could…do some good for each other. I know I…sometimes feel like…I don't know. Sometimes it just needs attention and I feel bad leaving you out." Harry had said all this to his knees and now looked up at me. My heart was racing. If Harry meant what I thought he meant… "I don't want to push you or whatever and you're going to have to guide me all the way because I have no idea what I'm doing but…I just wanted to tell you…the option's open.
He turned back to the screen. For a moment, all I could do was freeze. Then I made a move towards him, thought better of it and slumped back.
"Harry…when you say 'some good' do you mean a new area is open?" he smiled, shyly.
"Well…yeah. We don't have to or anything I just thought…I don't know what I thought, forget it."
"No. I don't want to forget it. By this Harry, do you mean I can kiss you in new areas?" Harry flushed scarlet and could only nod. Apparently he was too embarrassed to speak. I shuffled towards him and lifted his burning face to mine. I kissed him gently and soon we were searching beneath each other's clothes. Harry pulled at my waistband and I halted. "Not now Harry. I want to make this special for you. Tonight I will, I want to so much but I equally want to make this the best night of your life yet. Is that okay?"
Harry's face shone. He smiled up at me, all the embarrassment gone. His brilliant white teeth were exposed, just for a second and I longed to have him bite me.
"Stop teasing me with that naughty smile of yours. I'm going to have a long, cold shower. Shall I…do you want…shall I wear the…the pants?" Harry looked concerned for a moment as though he was debating with himself. The lust in his eyes seemed to overcome the fear and he nodded, silently signifying the bond strengthening between us. I turned and headed for the shower.
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Everything was perfect. The only lights were from the fire and the candles I had placed around the room. Harry was ready, his nervous form slung over a chair by the fire and I was ready, trying not to let my excitement overcome me as I gazed at Harry in his pants and thought how they would soon be removed. I sat on the bed and waited. Slowly Harry got up and turned to face me. Damn he was so hot. I felt myself become excited immediately I looked at him. He sauntered over to me, his body shaking, apparently from nerves.
"Where shall I go?" I walked round the side of the bed and indicated that he should lie right in the middle were I had make a nest for him from pillows, blankets and duvets. It was a classic mating tradition and, although the mating was far in the future I wanted Harry to enjoy it equally. He snuggled into it, undulating and stretching his body to make himself comfortable. I knew my excitement was now apparent and I could feel the blood pulsing into it. I leaned down and fitted my body on top of Harry's, pressing us together. I heard Harry give a sharp intake of breath. I wrapped my arms and legs around him, latching onto him as I kissed him.
"We don't have to do this, you know. We can just cuddle." Harry gave a short grunt that I had stopped kissing him and complained,
"Show me this now. Cuddle after." I felt myself becoming nervous too, even as my lust for him grew. Gently I sat up on top of him and his eyes widened as the contact between us was increased. I unbuttoned my shirt, slowly, watching his eyes which devoured my body, inch by inch. I pulled it off and tossed it away.
I leaned in gently and lifted him up slightly with one arm, the other hand carefully unbuttoning his shirt until I could dispose of that too. This being done I regarded him. I knew there was a stupid expression on my face but I could not take my eyes off him. He stared up at me frankly from wide, innocent eyes, his body perfect and unmarked, his hands still clinging round my waist. I moved in again, this time so slowly that every cell connected individually, causing Harry to 'Mmm' in pleasure.
I kissed him gently for a long time, appreciating his upper body with my hands, running them over his shoulders, his back, his chest. And he did the same to me; his hands roaming over unfamiliar territory and every touch burned my soul and robbed me of breath. He tried, unsuccessfully to manage, 'Draco', but it came out as,
"Ray…"
"Yes love?"
"Show me…show me more." My whole body jerked in excitement and anticipation. Slowly I knelt up on him again, then stood and unzipped my pants. I slid them down to my ankles and stepped out. I was breathing very hard and so was he. He lay still and breathless as though waiting. Concentrating all my will on keeping my eyes on his curious face I released myself and stood naked before him, risking the exposure of my huge excitement. Harry released the breath he had been, apparently inadvertently, holding as his eyes combed my body.
He slid his hands down his chest to his own pants and slipped his pants and boxers, both of which were black, off in one easy, smooth action and for a moment lust blinded me. Fighting to regain vision so that I could see the wonder laid out in front of me I fell to my knees, one landing either side of his slim form. I head a sharp intake of breath and slowly everything blurred into focus.
He was naked; his body a tanned, nervous masterpiece below me. He was stretched out trustingly underneath me, his face nervous and his cock erect, just asking me to touch it. But I did not. With a massive effort I dragged my eyes back to his face.
"Are you sure?" Harry could only reach out for me, whining for me and it was enough. Gently I fitted my body on top of his, as before but it was oh so different. Our cocks rubbed against each other, my breath came in hot, short rasps and, as mine crossed, Harry's eyes rolled back into his head and he hissed in pleasure. Slowly I began to grind my hips against his and won a moan from the ecstatic brunette. He leaned up and suckled on my neck to bring me closer, causing sharp bolts of ice and fire to go shimmering down my back and making me growl. He came almost immediately, his body contorting as the liquid spurted from him. It spilled over his chest and I knew I could not resist it one moment longer. I began to suck my way down his chest, worrying one nipple, then the other in my teeth.
Harry arched and mewed beneath me, pressing his hips gently up, blindly bucking for me to continue. I reached my prize and licked the cum from his chest, causing his cock to go up again. I leaned down to lick that too when I felt Harry's hand on my chin and looked up. His eyes were clouded and his lips were swollen from kissing. His hair was rumpled and he had the 'I-was-just-shagged' look that all boys try to achieve from about age thirteen.
"I'm sorry baby, you want to stop?"
"No Ray. I want to do it to you." I closed my eyes in ecstasy, then said, with an effort,
"Are you sure baby? You don't have to."
"I want to. If…is that okay?"
"Merlin, Harry, be my guest. He sat up and moved aside, letting me lie down in the nest instead. I spread my legs for him to lie between them. Just the sight of him lying between my legs was almost orgasmic. I lay back and sighed in delight as Harry began to lick around my dick. He ran his tongue up and over, kissing and licking. Soon he had reduced me to a quivering heap. I kept trying to speak but then he'd give another lick so that all that could be heard were grunts and sighs and gasps.
I began bucking gently against his unyielding mouth, longing to grab his face in my hands and force my cock into his throat. He smiled wickedly up at me and, without taking his eyes off me, took the whole thing into his moth and sucked all the way up, licking profusely at the head, winning a gasp that soon turned into a moan of pleasure. I closed my eyes. When I opened them again I saw Harry with his mouth around me, going at it with more enthusiasm I'd ever met with, his eyes fixed on mine, bobbing his head up and down, lightly at first but increasingly harder and harder. I had received this treatment before but the fact that it was Harry was turning me on more than anything. I whined, bucked and then came, the orgasm contorting my body into and arch and emptying my load into his warm, welcoming throat. He swallowed, kissed and licked the last of the remains away and collapsed onto my hips, exhausted.
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I was warm and safe. Strong arms were around me. I opened my eyes and recollected everything. I could hear Draco's breath in my ear and my whole body shivered as I remembered the night before. It was better than I could ever have hoped for. Draco had brought me to ejaculation for a second time, this time with his mouth and then we had collapsed together, still naked under a blanket. The last thing I remember was his hands running slowly over my body as we drifted to sleep. I smiled. This is love. This is the real thing.